Park yuchun is on his way to the airport. he stares at the sky through bus's window. another day had passed, he murmurs to himself. the sky was cloudy and dark, seems like it'll be raining soon. yuchun is always loves the sky. he sometimes believe that somehow the sky was connected to his heart; that the sky could represent how his feeling and he feels less lonely by believing that fact. 

life is cruel, people comes and goes, memories are fadding, happiness is shaking and love is wavering. but life works that way and yuchun had no choice but to living through by counting day by day. he got tired of this, it feels like he can't carry any more sadness on his shoulder, he reachs the limit. 

he is busy with his own minds, playing the game 'what if' in his head. the thought of other possibilities and different choices is always so fun. at least he could escape from his own life. yuchun knows very well that he can't undo something that's happened or take back words that's already been said out loud. he can't go back to the good old days when he was kid and have nothing to worry. when he didn't bother or even noticed how people looks at him. when life was much easir. he is such a coward, his entire life is a mess full of sadness and worry, at least he believe it that way. and if his memories is reliable he was always alone, his earliest memories about life is when he want to kill himself and give up everything. he was always wondering when was everything gone wrong but he can't recall. maybe life itself is just too heavy for him to carry. he let out a heavy breath. 

the bus stops and yuchun looks up awakened from his reverie. he grabbed his bag and walks towards the exit door. the airport is crowded as always, but no one would know him or bother of his existence, he relief of that. he plugs in his earphone so that he can't hear anything, he hates the buzzing. the crowd reminds him of the school days, when people are always bussy gossiping, the typical students who had nothing better to do, talks random to each other and yuchun was look around and realized he couldn't fit on, not that he didn't give a try, but he just and will never be able to socialize, but this world is demanding so, he had no choice but to plug his earphone on and bury his head pretending to sleep. this never failed to put him in peace, the rest of school days he came to school while praying no one would talk to him. 

"Your ID please" the airport official's voice goes through his earphone. he plugs it out while fishing his back trying to find his wallet.
"Sorry, here" he said. the woman in front of him process the ID and focus works her job for several minutes. 
"Here, the flight is taking off for about 30 minutes, please go through gate F1, thank you" the woman wave her hand towards the direction. 
"Thank you" yuchun said and walks away. 

the gate is on the right side and yuchun walks aside people who rush heading towards the same gate. he slow down his steps so he left behind and walks even slower. he had such habit he can't even register. 

the lounge is large and full of people sit next to each other. he spots the corner's row of chair that still empty, because normal people who don't feel the need to avoid other people wouldn't choose that spot while getting the nearest chair is less tired. 
he is heading to the corner while other man heading the same path with him. 

 ***

people were gather around kim jaejoong, talking and laughing over anything it was really silly. he didn't want to join them but he needed to, somehow. being the handsome face that entire school acknowledged with rich background family made the entire school want to be friend with him, and he need to maintain his image as flower boy, maybe by joining the popular buzz and friends with baseball's teams could help, he believed. this way he don't need to feel lonely or worried if there would be any table available for him over lunch at canteen, that if the world's spinning around him as the central, he would save. 

"Don't you think ms. han is getting more annoying with her ridiculous calculus homeworks?" one guy questioning while making a face.
"As is we have the entire time to spend working on homeworks" the other fires up the talks. 
"Geez guys, why even bothering when we have the geek who'll works it for us" said the other guy while looking at the girl who seems busy working on papers. 
"I know right" jaejoong said, but he actually just don't give a crap. he was distracted by the guy who sit at the the very corner of class, who had his earphone plugged in and looks outside. the guy bury his head into the table as if he could disappear if he push his head stronger. it was for the very first time jaejoong realised of park yuchun existences. why he never saw this guy before, he was wondering and can't looks away from yuchun until his friend pats his shoulder asking if there was something wrong. "Nope" jaejoong answered. 

the next day he enter the class he spotted yuchun first. why he never talks at all? jaejoong started questioning. he must be a mute, or maybe disabled jaejoong reasoning himself. the rest of school days was jaejoong trying to spot where yuchun is, and starring at him when he spotted yuchun. until one day jaejoong walks in the class and yuchun was not sitting at his corner chair as usual. later he found out that yuchun was transferring into other school.  

*** 

yuchun reachs the chair while the man who just walks aside him already sitting first. he chooses the chair opposite the man, the nearest chair next to window. 

***

jaejoong walks in the bus, don't want to have his chauffer tagged along because it's annoying, he said, when his father insists to have him safely to the airport, only to face the guy from years ago. the guy who always sit in the corner. it's really him and jaejoong loses his mind, this must what people called as fate, he thought to himself. yuchun on other side of bus keep looking at the sky, once he looks away jaejoong tries to locked yuchun's eyes. his eyes still remains unchanged even after years, empty yet full of fear, the tired eyes who looks like they have been seeing so many bad things to survive another. was his life so threatening, jaejoong's trying to analize but it's too complicated he can't guessing to come up with any possibles reason. 
jaejoong stay stills and starring at his most beatiful finding. 

*** 

15 minutes to go. yuchun looks away outside, the sky is getting brighter in the span of several minutes only. even the sky betraying me now, yuchun have bitter smile on his lips. yuchun knows very well how difficult it can be when the image you've had of something doesn't match reality, that's why he never expecting something, knowing that it'll only lead another disappointment. they said there are two ways to be happy, improve your reality or lower your expectation, the first choice clearly is not something yuchun can afford, because reality was never and never will be his, so he lower his expectation instead, or it's safe to say he holds no expectation at all, not about his life. maybe that's why he likes math, because the answer is certain, that if you work hard enough, at the end there is going an answer that made sense. 

5 minutes left. now he questioning his choice to escape from his family, or actually escape from his life here, he thougth maybe if he flies far enough he'll somehow miss his life, he'll miss those people he never actually know or understand around him. or he'll just stay away long enough so people will miss him, which is he knows very well that's something impossible. he closes his eyes, it's already late to turn back. life is unfair, no one is going to care, as his entire life was always unnoticed. 

he open his eyes facing the man in front of him. he startled as the man starring at him. he try to look away but the man is smiling at him. 
"Kim jaejoong" the man offer his hand. who is this man, yuchun wonder, mentally pull himself down. he stills because it's hard to act as people who don't share the same feeling with him, that other people excistence is always threatening. 
"I know you, the boy who always sits in the corner  and didn't talk to anyone, it's you" jaejoong explains but sounds like much threatening to yuchun. 
"Sorry, but maybe you are mistaken" yuchun politely said, but maybe to deffense himself. he completely loses at the thought of someone watching him, since he believes his life was always unnoticed. but somehow it feels great, that his life is not that miserable, because there is actually someone who look after him. 
"This is the final boarding call for passengers of Korean Air booked on flight 372A to Seattle. Please proceed to gate 3 immediately." the voice of airport official filling the air. 

this won't change a thing, yuchun said to himself and excuse himself, but the man grabbed his hand.

"I just want to know your name" jaejoong rushing his words. 
"Let me be your friend, at least someone you could talk to" jaejoong continues. 
"I don't think you'll enjoy talking to someone like me" yuchun let the words slide of his mouth because he meant it. 
"We have the entire 12 hours to prove you are wrong, you could walks away or stay with me once we arrived" jaejoong smiles. 

is he an angel delivered to me because my life is too miserable ? yuchun think while lock his eyes to jaejoong.

"i bet it'll be the second choice, and what i meant is stay with me forever" jaejoong holds yuchun hands tight and walks towards the gate.

 
your life will change to the better, jaejoong murmurs to himself and mentally delivered the message to yuchun with smile. 

END ***

Side Note : this is my very first fic ever, well i write some before this one but this is the first time i actually share it. so comments are always welcome. Thanks ^^;;